St. Landry democrat., 1887-10-08


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But, surrounded by friends of the family, she
Set out for to ne the Seraphs.
AS love Of her pets was always strong with
her,
She took her speckled tortoise along with her
"'Athwart the apex Of her tomb,
| Weplanted the rose. the pink and the daisy,
An while a weepin' there in the gloom,
We shed our grief in a way not lazy,
| Fur Jemima was always fa-vor-ite,
With every person that intimate knowed
her,
An she always seemed as beam of light,
Afore the aquatortis corrOde her,
An low she's in Heaven-hOw can wedoubt
| it?
4 tellin' the angels all about it,"
| Mr.. Harris remained with the authors
for some forty-tive minutes, and even
then expressed great reluctance at being
| obliged to conclude. His essay was list
ened to with marked attention, and the
audience was completely carried away
by the Sweet Singers" touching verses,
greeting their rendition with a shout of
applause that made the lamps flicker.
BY rousing unanimous vote she was
elected an honorary member of the club.
"Broncho Jack" a cowboy-poet from
over on the Pecos, was next introduced
and said:
Il never yit wrapped my tongue
around quality talk, an amt prepared
to begin now | am a rough poet, a
crude gem, as it war, that needs pol
ishin' an settin' afOre it'll be worth
continental. | heard O this club through
accident while out on a beef gather on
the range, an after we'd punched our
steers | jumped my boss an rode over
to size it up.
'Afore dom my share in this literary
roundup want to say to you that some
time ago on the Pecos my ridin' pardner
was Ed Ball, as good a COW rustler as
ever throwed leg over horse or swung
a rope. He war wild an lily cuss
an mighty hard to handle in a rough-an'
tumble misunderstanding, an you kin
jedge of my surprise when | heard that
he'd Joined the church-assumed the
holiness O religion an war preachin' in
Socarro. | didn't b'lieye it an made
trip to Socarro to see bout it, an in con-
sequence O that trip the follern' poem
war constructed while in the saddle on
day herd:
use to know him on the range,
A travelin' down the sinners way;
An thinks, SEE |, it's orful strange,
If Ed has struck pIous lay.
But when l ambled to the church.
Ter see the hallelujah show,
My heart jes' seemed to give lurch,
That sprung my ribs an inch or so.
For thar stood Ed with pious face,
A maxim of his jawbone hum;
A talkin' of amazin' grace,
An happiness in Kingdom Come.
He quoted from the Bible till
l thought he knowed the thing by heart;
An every time he drawed, he'd fill,
While every sentence seemed dart.
An then, wen he began ter press
The hearers O. the Holy Word
To git the brand O. righteousness,
An turn in with the heavenly herd,
The spectacle war somewhat strange
The people jes' rose up in mass,
Jes' same as steers'll quit range
An go in search O. better grass.
Salvation seemed ter fall in showers,
An mercy come IN roarin' floods,
An Ed a strainin' all his powers,
A Wringin' sinners through the suds.
He seemed howlin' hurricane;
A terror with chastisin' rod;
A lion with Gospel name;
A mountain howitzer o God!
But though he preachifes of love,
I'll bet a broncho, when he's dead,
Eff he can't act the same above
As here, it 'twont be heaven fur Ned.
So if his border tricks prevail,
An sech amusement is allowed
You'll see him racin' with the gale
A straddle of bucking cloud.
The knight of the saddle and rope was
warmly applauded, and said that he
would endeavor to visit the club again
before the fall roundup.
The president in announcing the close
of the exercises and the date Of the next
public reception made stirring appeal
to the people to contribute literally to
the support of the club, which was such
a stupendous honor to Lost Creek. Col
lectors were sent through the audience,
and the following results were dumped
put of their hats on the treasurer's table:
Il blue chips, at 81 each ............. 81 %
81 red chips, at so cents each. ........ 50 so
10 white chips, at rs cents each ...... $50
lash ...................... IL 5O
Total Observation-Disclosures. $50. so
The treasurer was instructed to get the
hips cashed at the various games from
which they We're issued, and after sing
ng closing ode the club adjourned.
CAPTAIN JACK CRAWFORD. j